My Brown Eyed Procrastinator - (Dan Howell/Danisnotonfire fanfiction)

My Brown Eyed Procrastinator - Chapter 10

[Dan's P.O.V]

I'm sat opposite Molly, who (as per usual) looks gorgeous, in the resturant. The room is filled with dim lighting and the sound of other people talking as they eat their meals. We both look at the menus in silence. My hands are sweating, looking for something to do. I'm lightly shaking; I hope it isn't obvious. I don't want her to know I'm this nervous. I don't even know what's wrong with me, I'm never usually this nervous. The silence is killing me. I'm beginning to worry if the evening is going to be full of awkward silences like this. I've tried so hard to impress her, I've brought her to the nicest resturant I could find (that I could afford) and if it's all ruined just because neither of us can find anything to say.. Ugh. I hope not. I try to think of something to say, anything to break the silence. "So.." I begin, "what do you think you're gonna order?" ..could have been worse..

"Erm, I'm not sure yet, you decided?" She answers, looking up at me from the menu. She looks me in the eyes, and I realise how beautiful hers are. "Dan?" She repeats.

"Oh, er, sorry, I w- I was just.." I stammer, then sigh, "your eyes, they're really pretty.." I say, looking down at the table.

[Molly's P.O.V]

I blush. A smile spreads across my face. "Uhm, thank you" I say. He looks down, away from me. "You seem so nervous" I say, without thinking it through. Shit. That's it Molly, embarrass him even more. "I know.." He laughs quietly, "I just don't want to mess this up" Awh, he's so cute! "You won't, don't worry. This isn't any different to how it was at Starbucks when we first met. For a while it felt like Phil and Nicole weren't even there!" I say. He looks up at me again, smiling. "If you say so" he laughs.

From then the night seems to get easier. The conversation flows easily, and I begin to feel more and more attracted to Dan as the time goes by. He teases me softly, making me go bright red. I can't even begin to describe the way he makes me feel.

"Will you tell me more about yourself? You already know so much about me, and I've just realised I don't know that much about you at all." He asks.

"Well, what do you want to know?" I ask, suddenly feeling shy.

"Just anything about you, where you went to school, where you grew up, things like that?"

"Okay.." I sigh, "Well, I grew up in Stoke on Trent, which was pretty enjoyable.. I.. Ugh I really don't know what to say, I don't like to talk about myself much, its not me."

"Why not?" He asks.

"I never have really.. I was always quiet when I was a kid.. But that was mostly because there weren't many people I could talk to"

"What do you mean?" He asks, looking curious.

"I was bullied a lot, there were people who didn't like me. You know what I mean." I say, looking down, "highschool was different though. I mean there was always going to be those people who find it funny to belittle and put down anyone who's different, but it was easier having people there who could laugh about those idiots with you" smiling to myself.

[Dan's P.O.V]

Molly really is perfect. She's beautiful, kind, and she's strong. We talked about her childhood earlier, and she told me about everything she's been through. Some of it is plain horrible. I can't help but smile when I look at her, because behind the shy, quiet girl I see, there's a girl that put up with pathetic shit for years, and may have believed what people called her sometimes, but she's still here. She got through it all on her own. She's beautiful, inside and out.

We walk along the dark street, lit by the streetlamps, passing cars, and the full moon. It's later than we intended on leaving at. "Well, I'd better get home then" Molly says.

"Look, its late and I don't want you walking home alone. I'm gonna pay for a taxi for you okay?" I reply.

"No no, its okay, I'm fine just walking, its not too far from our block of flats" she answers, looking up the street. "I don't really like taxis anyway, especially not at night, being alone in the car with someone, who has the power to take you anywhere they please.. Is it me or does that sound dangerous to you too?"

"I understand" I say, laughing, "but I really can't let you walk home alone, its not safe.." I begin, trying to decide if my next idea is a good one, "if you wanted, you could come back to ours tonight? Phil won't mind, and I can sleep on the sofa?"

"Oh no, Dan you don't need to-"

"Molly, I know its unlikely, but if anything happened to you I'd never forgive myself" I explain, beginning to feel stupid. She looks around, seeming unsure. "Uhm.. Okay then." I smile down at her. "Thank you" I say, before beginning to walk with Molly in the direction of our building.